The sun sets,
the wind blows,
the rock rolls,
the seed sews.
The tides change,
the eye weeps,
the city remains,
the heart sleeps.
Farewell Porto x
The sun sets,
the wind blows,
the rock rolls,
the seed sews.
The tides change,
the eye weeps,
the city remains,
the heart sleeps.
Farewell Porto x
beautiful
Lovely words Pierce!
It was a pleasure to meet you, and I was sorry I couldn’t manage to say goodbye to you! See you! Renata